You crouch and urinate in the gutter
Sunset Boulevard
Two in the morning
Sunday mourning
Take a ride
To a cluttered place
Take off your shoes
Hike up your skirt
Your caramel skin is soft
Little black dress
Sleep a while
And at daybreak it starts
Hands on your smooth legs
Rubbing against your backside
My feet against your feet
The soles of your feet are incredibly soft
As is your butt
Hide your face in the pillow
Your hands have strange tattoos
I take you in my arms
Kiss your face
Shove my hand between your thighs
And work your clitoris and vagina until wet
Your pussy is shaved
I scratch my nails on the bristles of hair
I start rubbing my cock and balls against you
Rhythmically against your soft butt and back
You start gyrating back and forth to the motion
And I come on your ass